By Tom Calarco
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In the days of yore, on a world far away, there was a commoner named Sanderson. He lived in a remote green mountain village whose kingdom was ruled by billionaires. Their excessive wealth outshone even the brilliant fortunes of Arab sultans, their castles bedecked with gold, diamonds and many varieties of precious jewels. Their lascivious desires for even more sparked their ruthless efforts to fulfill them. This was the shame of the human race because they were so very few and their subjects who were so many had so little.
There were no planes or Internet in Sanderson's world. They used coal to power the economy and the smoggy air damaged the health of not only the people but all the other creatures in it.
Unlike in former times when knights like Sir Fitzgerald and Sir Lutherson served the welfare of the kingdom, the Black Knights now provided protection and enforced the laws. Some of them were said to be recruited with the help of Satan. They showed no mercy when it came to shooting and killing people, and had incarcerated more people than any time in history.
The situation was growing perilous. The inequality between the billionaires and the rest of the people had grown to where it had cast out millions who had become homeless roaming across the kingdom, living on the streets or in the forests and mountains.
It was Sanderson's dream to bring about a just and equal society, where the wealth was shared, and there was enough for everyone to go around, to be healthy, to be educated, and to live a good and blessed life. He was a modern-day Robin Hood, who wanted to take from the rich and give to the poor.
Years earlier Sanderson had gone on a mission in search of answers. One night, he hiked up to the top of a mountain. A light appeared to him, and the spirit moved him and gave him special powers. He saw the imbalance in the world and realized that this imbalance, this disruption to its homeostasis was the source of its problems. Income, opportunities, assistance, and benefits needed to be shared so that everyone would have what they needed and thus be enabled to go after what they wanted. This imbalance extended to and throughout the rest of his world and its almost infinite life forms. Unfortunately, most humans had not merely abandoned their harmony with nature but were oblivious to it.
When Sanderson returned, he set up residence in a remote area. Empowered, he quickly attracted a following. He began to challenge the billionaires.
It was during this time, however, that the rulers of the ruling class were overthrown by those who were even more greedy and more heedless of human suffering and the harm caused to the world.
Their leader, Humpty Dumpty as he was called by his enemies, made the rich, richer; allowed the poisons from industry to spew out even more; and used power for his personal pleasure. It was as the former rulers were trying to overthrow Humpty that Sanderson made a serious bid to become the leader of the government.
"Why do these billionaires need so much? Why do some even want to be trillionaires?" he declared. "You can only have so many castles, coal-fired locomotors, and mansions on the sea. It's filthy, it's heartless, it's just plain greedy!"
He was mercilessly attacked and the billionaires engaged in a constant smear campaign that painted him as the resurrection of the red death, a plague that had once threatened the world. Sanderson persisted.
"I am in earnest I will not equivocate I will not excuse I will not retreat a single inch and I will be heard," he trumpeted.
Sanderson's team started a newspaper and it quickly took hold. They showed the people more of the evils ways of their rulers. They began to push for an election against the evil Humpty Dumpty, Humbert Dumpf.
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